Lyrics:
tobacco's cheaper at
The Shell by the car wash
I'm the one in that vroom vroom
When the town is too quiet
No TV's up in my house
Only broken safety's
'em dirty until my conscience is clean (woo)
Like RJ Payne, what are y'all sayin'?
Not sure, but all this spit will put out all y'all flames
I'm
[ intro: willie d ]
Thugg niggaz
Ha-ha-ha
Callin all thugg niggaz
(callin all thugg niggaz)
This shit is for y'all
Worldwide
Just like geto boys
on another unsuspecting victim
Clutching on a loaded gun
I'm gonna kill them
That's when I know the fun is beginning for me
I beat them up and torture them
I
You
By Now Ya Been Fucked Loose Just Like c Toto
-Verse 1-
Hear the truth
Ridiculing you never change
In a Mad city
Murder grove
Gun shine state
Where
Treat a liter drinker missy misdemeanor
Get your freak on spit it out thoroughbred kick profile give you as taste
Guns me no be butterfly cash is
and we watch while the city lights go out one by one
Mother Nature sits on the other side with a loaded gun
Why is there blue sky
Why is there red sky
and we watch while the city lights go out one by one
Mother Nature sits on the other side with a loaded gun
Why is there blue sky
Why is there red sky
This a love song, this is our song
This a love song, this is our song
This a love song, this is our song
Damn you so fine can't keep my eyes off you
work, put 'em in the dirt
Shout out that motherland, 12 years old with guns in hand
They don't ask no questions, nigga, all they do is bang bang bang
work, put 'em in the dirt
Shout out that motherland, 12 years old with guns in hand
They don't ask no questions, n****, all they do is bang bang bang
never changes, it's drugs for folks
Never enough guns, yes, it ain't no joke
That's how it is in these streets, so get it straight
Moving bricks, we
at them like brothers this a trap
While trying to fuck the bitch that passed by like
She ain't a trap I snapped cause he start talking that shit
That he say
of a temporary high
What we think we need to get by
But are we really trying when kids are dying and depression is trending?
Are these the signs
this shit is to get noticed (okay, to get noticed)
I was writing I was rapping at my lowest (lowest)
This shit is deeper than rap, I'm like a poet
Cold
are changin'
Today most folks couldn't tell you who
Their next door neighbors are
All their guns are loaded
The front doors are bolted
Ain't this ol'
control
Loaded gun
Aiming at the highest form
Yo!
Can a brother get a bit of peace
When the beat is on is like feet
Moving on their own
Its like
Risk that
whatever
Sometimes I wake up on the wrong side, I don't even feel like gettin' up
But this depression on my brain, hope it change but the rain ain't
of panic
Elevated to the point of static
Beating into the hearts of the fanatics
And the neighborhood's a loaded gun
Idle thought leads to full-throttle
When I was a boy
My pop bought me a gun
Said, "Son, this ain't no toy
It's time you learn to hunt
Buy bullets by the case
Put em' up on your
two or three days the wisdom kicks in, fills my head
By then I see the ashes where a bridge once was steady
I'm ready, to begin again, but trust is hard
acting all immune
But I see right through your disguise
Every word you say is like a loaded gun
And I'm standing here in the line of fire
You're
the toxins on her tongue, on her tongue
She only came here looking for some blood, for some blood
Now she got me down the sights of a loaded gun, loaded gun
burning niggas souls slow I'm the new ether
Everyone say they loyal but watch how greed make them switch
You soft is cotton that gun you busting don't
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